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CAUGHT
IN CRIMSON, the long awaited sequel to the Amazon Bestseller BOUND IN BLUE

Rhi’s
ability to see magic as color, and her hunger to consume it, have brought her
to Las Vegas to seek out the bard Taliesin’s help in understanding the true
nature of what she is—a Leannan Sidhe, a kind of vampire. Armed
with Excalibur, she’s torn between the factions looking to control the destiny
of the earth. When an ancient artifact of the earth magic calls to her, filling
her with fire, Rhi must decide whether to follow her heart or the path to power
before her father Merlin decides she’s outlived her usefulness and destroys her
mind.

The
choices caught up in color and magic are never black and white.

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Book One

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Excerpt

The Bellagio was gone. Las Vegas was gone. The whole world was gone.
All that remained was a grey sky filled with storm clouds and the Mari
Lwyd watching me from a wind-swept beach framed by barren cliffs. Using
the waves to propel myself, I swam to shore and collapsed on the sand. I
could feel the cold now. Shivering so hard I could barely push myself
up into a standing position, I was just about to scream at the Mari Lwyd
for almost drowning me when it collapsed, ribcage heaving with
imaginary breath. Steam rose from the bones as the ribbons of fire
dripping from its mouth went out. Anger forgotten, I knelt by the creature’s side. “What’s wrong? What can I do?” When
the skull lifted off the ground and twisted to look at me, flakes of
dry bone broke off and fluttered to the ground. “I was created many
generations ago for this one purpose—for you to see.” “Who made you? Was it Guinevere?” It
dropped its head on the sand in a posture that even in bone spoke of
great weariness. “I know nothing of the witch save that she charged me
to find you. I was called into being by the first Rhiannon to serve her
and play with her children. After her death, I somehow remained in this
world, but only through the season of the winter solstice, until
Guinevere placed the geas on me to find you. Once I did, my quest would
be ended and also my existence. She had the power to command me and I
could not deny it, but I am happy to finally seek my rest.” The
Mari Lwyd was silent and still for so long that I feared it was gone. My
pity was pale lavender streaked with silver, but there was no answering
color of magic in this cold, grey place. When I rested my hand
on the creature’s skull, a section of it crumbled to dust beneath my
fingers. Stomach heaving, I stood as the bones disintegrated before my
eyes, but the Mari Lwyd wasn’t at peace. Thin and distant, its voice was
carried across the beach on the wind. “Command me! Ask me for my
message and let me sleep.” “Say what you were given to say!” In
answer, the wind lifted me up onto the cliff and left me balanced on
its edge. In front of me was the frothing, churning ocean. Behind me was
a pit of magma and fire. “See! The world is out of balance. Look beneath your feet.” I
looked down. I was standing at the center of a symbol etched into the
rock—lines knotted into a trillium-like shape, bound by a circle. As
the wind swirled around me, the Mari Lwyd’s voice gained strength.
“Water, fire, air—all bound together in the earth which gives them home.
These are the elements which exist in all who are also bound by the
earth of blood, flesh, and bone. This is the very essence of earth
magic, but a serpent appeared in the garden of the world, swallowing
power whole until the Great Balance was threatened.” “Do you mean Merlin?” “Many ages, many names.” “What did he do?” “I cannot say. I was only made to know and tell.” “I
command you to tell me what you know!” I was afraid the spirit of the
Mari Lwyd would disappear before it could give me its message. “LOOK DOWN!” The voice boomed suddenly. The
stone beneath my feet shifted and I threw my arms out wildly to keep my
balance. With horror, I realized the ground had broken and the symbol
was now split in two. Chunks of rock broke away from the cliff, dropping
into an ocean raging with storm on one side and a maelstrom of fire on
the other. I gasped for oxygen as the fumes from the magma sucked all
the air out of the world. The voice of the Mari Lwyd was now
almost indistinguishable from the howling of the wind. “Where you stand,
all Greylanders, earth magicians, and humankind stand with you!” More
stone broke away and I was forced to balance on the balls of my feet to
keep from falling to my death. “Where you fall, all Greylanders, earth
magicians, and humankind fall with you!” “What do you want me to do?” I screamed, helpless with white terror. “Save us all.” “How?” “Look
down.” When the Mari Lwyd’s voice faded away, I knew the creature was
finally gone. Then the cliff exploded into fragments under my feet. I
was back at the Bellagio, balanced on the cement edge of the fountain
pool, looking down into the shadowed water. Something glittered at the
bottom, catching the light of the strobes which still danced with the
sprays of water to the tune of The Most Wonderful Time of The Year. I
thought at first it was only a handful of coins some tourist must have
tossed in for luck, but then a crescendo of light at the climax of the
song illuminated a deep bowl made of gold with pearls inlaid around the
edge. Though it was submerged in water, fire boiled inside it.

About
the Author

Heather
grew up in a family where books of myth and legend were used to teach the ABCs
and Irish uncles still believed in fairies. Raised with tall tales, she has
always told stories too- first as an actor and singer, then as a photographer,
and now as a writer.

Heather lives in rural Ontario, Canada happily raising three children ranging
in age from 6 to 18 with her biggest fan, her husband Steve.